#avatar atwow

[amesvertes]

hi yami !! i hope you’re having a wonderful day my love! i wanted to request a ronal x black!human! fem!reader fic where reader awakens something in ronal and she’s like “i must’ve been cursed by eywa” and tonowari is like “babe, you think she’s hot 😭”

sjsjsjsjsj i hope this made sense. i’m clearly so down bad for her that i’m being incoherent. thank you for even reading this !! you’re so sweet!

BROWN SKIN GIRL. ronal & tonowari

warnings: minors dni!/swearing/black fem!reader/ronalxreaderxtonowari/allusions to smut in the end. summary: in which you, the pilot who flew norm and max to tend to kiri, end up catching the attention of both the tsahik & olo'eyktan, a/n: allllyyyyy!!!! i love you so much for this request!!! got me writing a part two as we speak.

ronal stepped back as soon as kiri woke up, allowing neytiri to rush to her daughter's side. the sully children gave thanks to her before following their mother's actions, making the tsahik's gaze soften, even if it was for a second.

she soon snapped out of her trance with the sound of tonowari clearing his throat in the entrance of the marui. the tsahik sighed, walking towards her mate with a tired expression. the couple then made their way out, walking side by side towards the beach.

"this family will be the death of me." she grumbled, carrying her basket of tools in one hand while the other held her mate's hand. tonowari chuckled at her words, shaking his head. "they are growing on you, i can tell." he replied, humming softly when ronal nudged him playfully. "they had already grown on you from the start." she teased with the hint of a smile.

"they have strong hearts, and they have learnt our ways quick, haven't they?" tonowari responded, looking down at his mate. ronal sighed, "fine, i'll give them that." her smile finally broke through, making a goofy grin form on tonowari's face, "there's my favourite smile…"

the tall na'vi's voice trailed off as he stopped dead in his tracks, staring straight ahead. ronal's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "what is it? what are you looking at…" the tsahik followed his train of sight.

and there you were, standing next to norm, deep in conversation. your hair was braided back in a similar hairstyle to neytiri's, your skin was a deep brown that glowed in the sun, your lips were glossy and brown before they turned into a shade of pink, your figure was lean and tall, well taller than the other human that had accompanied norm, and, mother of eywa, when you turned to the side the mated couple's eyes widened.

ronal's thoughts were interrupted by tonowari's tail hitting the back of her legs. she nudged him, "why is your tail wagging?" she questioned, accusingly. tonowari's eyes narrowed, "why is your tail wagging?" he countered, making the tsahik look back. and clear as day, her tail was swishing.

"eywa have mercy." she muttered, running a hand over her face. tonowari looked back at her, "you… you don't find her attractive? do you?" he questioned with a pointed expression. "do you find her attractive?" ronal questioned back. tonowari shrugged, "i mean, i don't kn- hey, i asked first." he frowned.

"so what if i do?" she answered quietly making tonowari's eyes widen. "but you do too," ronal added quickly, attempting to brush it off.

they stood in silence for a few seconds, "let's go talk to her."

meanwhile, you stood there, oblivious to the gawking taking place a few metres away from you.

you snickered, "well maybe, just maybe, eywa is real." you spoke, preparing yourself for the argument norm was about to present. "but-" you shushed him, "don't get your panties in a twist, we'll probably never know the answer. but if what that lady was doing worked, without medicine, there could be a possibility. but hey, what do i know? i'm just a pilot." you shrugged as norm shook his head.

"first of all, that lady was the tsahik. secondly, she's staring at us right now so if we're in trouble it's your fault." you turned at his words, confusion etched into your face.

and surely enough there were two na'vis, burning holes into the back of your head. you turned back to norm quickly, "oh no, you don't think she heard me, do you?" you questioned, shuddering. norm shrugged, "why don't you ask her?"

you turned once again, only to see them walking towards you. "shit." you cursed under your breath turning back immediately to norm.

"you," a deep voice spoke from behind you, making you jump in surprise before you turned around.

you looked up at the source of the voice, a tall, handsome na'vi with tied back curly hair. his eyes were an electric blue, staring down at you with an unreadable expression.

"what are you called?" the tsahik asked next, looking down at you with the same strange expression.

you were quiet for a few seconds, shocked to your core, but norm quickly kicked you in the shin. "i- er- y/n, y/n l/n." you coughed out, clearing your throat awkwardly afterwards.

"well, y/nl/n, you cannot leave." the male spoke once again. you choked on your saliva, "excuse me?" you rose one of your eyebrows and placed your hands on your hips.

"my mate means you cannot leave, tonight. there is a storm brewing in the direction you came that will last for a few days. it will be dangerous for flying in your- sky people contraption. we advise you to stay if you wish to live." the tsahik spoke, her voice was rich and melodic, very much like her husband's.

you gnawed on your lip before sighing in defeat, "is there any place for us to stay? and any change of clothes?" you asked.

ronal almost got light headed with the thought of you in metkayina clothing, skin exposed.

"there is an empty marui near jakesully's, and i'm sure my wife can heir a seamstress to make you something." the olo'eyktan smiled, a smile that sent goose bumps all over your skin. ronal nodded in agreement, shooting you the same chilling smile. you sighed, "okay."

now it was night time and you stood in front of a mirror, staring at yourself while the hired seamstress pulled at your new and improved clothing.

the loincloth made for you was, skimpy to say the least. it consisted of a thong a makeshift mini skirt made out of small shell chains that hardly hid the flesh of your ass. your top wasn't at all modest either, made out of shells once again, but it thankfully hid your now perky nipples.

the seamstress hummed in what sounded like approval, "nice body, but short." she poked at your ass making you yelp. you huffed, staring at yourself in the mirror once again. "no time for admiration, food is finishing." she reminded you, making sure you left her marui and walked towards the bonfire.

"here goes nothing…"

you walked into the clearing, trying to ignore the stares being given your way as you squeezed pass groups of metkayina people, careful not to step on anyone's tail.

the fish you were given was smaller compared to everyone else's, but you didn't mind, you wouldn't be able to finish anything of that amount. you sighed as you looked around the sea of people, wishing the sully's hadn't stayed in to tend to kiri.

so you decided to head down to the beach, sitting on a rock near your helicopter and eating with the eclipse being your only form of entertainment.

you had also been given a wine red drink that smelled like it would taste like grape fruits. you took a sip, humming softly at the taste, it did taste like grapefruits, but sweeter.

ronal watched you from a distance, sitting next from tonowari as they ate in silence. "wari?" she nudged him, "hmm?"

"did you see what she was wearing?" she asked, taking small sips from her drink. tonowari's ears perked up at the topic of you, "no, unfortunately. did you?" he replied. ronal shook her head, still looking at you.

"she's alone." she stood up, drowning her drink. tonowari looked up at here with a confused look, "so?" he asked. ronal rolled her eyes, "let's go talk to her." she didn't wait for a response as she made her way to you.

your plate was empty now as you sat, legs apart, drinking the remains of your beverage. from the warm fuzzy feeling you felt it was probably the na'vi version of alcohol, not that you were complaining though.

you were about to get when two people joined you, those people being tonowari and ronal, of course.

it took a while for your eyes to adjust in the faint light, but as soon as you made out their faces the feeling of sudden self awareness took over you. "oel ngati kameie, tsahik, olo'eyktan." you spoke, sliding off the rock and gathering your things.

"not so fast, little one. we came to see your clothes…" tonowari trailed off as he took your appearance in. ronal did the same, visibly tensing up.

you subconsciously crossed your arms over your chest, "yeah, um, thank you for getting them made, and for the accomo-" you were cut off by a pair of lips smashing onto yours and a pair of hands pulling you back onto the rock.

you pulled away, heart racing as you were met with ronal's face. and hey, maybe it was the alcohol but as soon as you caught your breath you pulled her in for another kiss, moaning into her mouth as she pushed you against the surface of the rock.

you had almost forgotten about tonowari until you felt a hand start to tug your loincloth down your face, exposing your heat to the cool breeze.

ronal pulled away, slightly panting as she looked down at you. "let's welcome you to metkayina, properly."

© amesvertes 2023

[tarrynightss]

𝒜 𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈

Pairing: Jake Sully x fem!reader

cw: Angst, mentions of partner and child death, one-sided love

Soft, hot skin brushes over his and Jake sighs, slowly starting to wake up. You feel so comfortable, fitting into his chest just perfectly as your hand rubs over his arm. Though he cannot see your smile yet, he can sense it, knowing that if he were to turn you around he would instantly be greeted with it. You are always blessing him with your warm smiles throughout the day, your eyes filled with love. Even on his worst days where all he had wanted was to kick everything and anyone near him into little pieces, you had never looked at him with anything but that love and kindness.

You are patient, forgiving, a truly caring woman who would do anything to make the people she loves happy, so why does it still not feel like enough? Jake’s heart aches as you press your body up against his, cutely groaning as you stretch and completely oblivious to his thoughts. He had tried so hard to fall in love with you, had told himself it was okay to mate you because eventually, the feeling would come, but more than a year later it remained absent. You are kind, skilled, beautiful, but you are not Neytiri.

His sweet Neytiri who had been taken from him too soon. Eywa had not granted them more than a year together with their newborn son, Neteyam, Neytiri falling gravely ill before his first rotation. You had taken the widow and his child into your loving arms, raising the boy like your own. You knew loss better than most as you had lost your mate and child during the attack on Hometree, but this had felt right to you. In your eyes, Eywa had brought the both of you together in a time of need to complete each other and make a family again, but to Jake it continued to feel like a cruel trick of fate.

You turn around to face Jake, that sweet smile of yours playing at your lips as you greet him. “Good morning.”

It almost hurts when you kiss him, so tender and trusting that it makes him feel like the scum of the earth. His hand moves to the back of your head, feeling the little braids in your hair roll under his fingers. He sighs into the kiss, the mental image of his old love running through his mind. It’s not always like this, but more often than not Jake finds himself picturing you as Neytiri during these moments.

When you pull back your eyes gleam with happiness and you stroke a gentle hand over his face. In the dim light he can see your resemblance to her, the two of loosely related, and it makes his heart flutter. Any other man in the clan would’ve wanted your beauty for just what it was, but Jake could not help but chase that glimpse of the past.

“I love you.”

The words roll off your lips so earnestly, fingers moving to his hair to play with it. He closes his eyes.

“I love you too,” he says, another word remaining unspoken. Neytiri.

[pandorasflora]

Avatar isn’t just some movie, it’s my whole life. I genuinely don’t know how I lived before I watched them. It’s honestly overwhelming how much I think about Pandora and the Na’vi and the cast quite honestly. It’s what gets me through life, and I know it’s not healthy, but it’s the first thing I think of when I wake up, it’s my last thought before I fall asleep. It’s my distraction, my coping mechanism, my happy place. I cry thinking about this movie, I smile thinking about this movie. The joy it brings me talking about it is unimaginable, I could go on for months. The ache in my chest when I think about these movies is indescribable, oh how I want to be in avatar. I don’t think anything I’ll ever watch will compare to this franchise. I just remember the pure joy and admiration I felt watching atwow in the movie theatre for the first time, remembering how I instantly fell in love with Pandora.

You know, maybe I am just some lonely 16 year old who’s obsessed with avatar. I don’t care, these movies are what makes me feel alive.

[mschimdt]

Truth or dare

quaritch x recom reader

summary: you were put into the recom team as a therapist and a medic, you were also a marine, you get invited to play a game of truth or dare randomly with the rest of the recoms, not thinking anything of it and not knowing where it was gonna lead you

warnings: teasing, knife play, rough quaritch, sub reader, punishments, dares, embarassment, just pure filth so beware minors ❗️NOT PROOF READ❗️

LOTS AND LOTS OF TYPOS THAT IM TOO LAZY TO FIX

note: this is super shitty and rushed because my accounts dead and the story doesnt make sense

you were recently added to the recom team in an avatar body, you were their therapist and medic, but you also joined wars because you used to be a marine.

you heard ur name being called over the loud speakers, it was ardmors calling you somewhere, probably another therapy session for one of the recoms because theyre losing their sanity, the only one that seemed somewhat stable was quaritch

infact it was a therapy lesson, you expected it to be lyle or mansk because they were the most unstable ones out of the group and they came to your office randomly to talk about things that are bothering them , you made your way to your office, opening the door expecting lyle or mansk, but to your surprise, it was quaritch?

hes never been in your office once, you stood still for a few seconds after opening the door, you came back to your senses and closed the door, the rusty hinges making a squeaking sound

"hey" you said, pulling your chair to sit down, you open the book where you put upcoming sessions, and infact quaritch was there, how didnt you notice before?

"okay so, tell me whats been bothering you" you say, in a stable tone

"nothin's botherin me i was forced to come here" he says, leaning lightly on the chair, arms crossed against his chest and his legs open

"theres no way nothings been bothering you, you just came back from that war with sully and you experienced some things.." you say

eventually after convincing him, he eventually spilled the things that were bothering him, you also got to know more about him during that session, ylu and quaritch were already friends, not quite but you waved to eachother and greeted eachother

you also played gamenighgs together every thursday, so you could say you were friends. but you got to know him more today

after that jaw dropping session, you went to your room, changed and sat in bed, it was thursday, aka gamenight day

after a long nap, you got up getting dressed in shorts, keeping your shirt on, not that it mattered what you wore becausr everyone would just meet up in whatever they eere wearing head to the mess hall, you were a few minutes late

you walked through the halls, opening your tab to check if you had any messages from anyone

you reached the mess hall, they were already playing something, seated on the floor with a bottle in the middle, the moment you saw the bottle you hesitated going back because you knew its either a kissing game or some dirty ass game of truth or dare, most likely lyles idea

you made up your mind, continuing your walk to the empty area in the messhall, "hey, move a bit? i wanna join" you say, they stared up at you

they moved and you sat across from lyle, you noticed quaritch was sitting on a table on the other side of the mess hall, across from ja, looked like they were playing poker. the bottle spun, you noticed Z-dog barsly had any clothes on and lyle had shoes taped to his head, mansk wasnt wearing a shitt which was very unusual and prager and the rest had red handprints on their faces

"soooo what we playing?" you say "truth or dare, whos gonma spin it?" lyle answers

z dog grabs the bottle and spins it, it landed on prager and mansk, prager asked and mansk answered

"truth or dare masnkkk" he said, in a high pitched voice to mock mansk "truth, gotta save myself from whatever demonic shit you were planning"

prager asked his question, it was a really dumb one

you spun the bottle this time, it landed on you and lyle, lyle asked and you answered

"truth or dare Y/N" "dare" you said, awaiting the most likely humiliating dare you were gonna get

"sit next to quaritch n touch him somewhere your not supposed to, if u dont do it youve gotta pay up, 50 dollars!"

"ugh fuck you lyle! i wont be pahing 50 dollars to youe broke ass" you put your hand on the floor, pusshing yourself upwards to stand up, yoy stared in quaritchs direction

you walked over to the table where he was sitting with ja, both focused on the game they were playing, you sat nect to quaritch, way too close for your liking, your thighs were just a few inches away from touching

you leaned your hand on the table leaning your head on it

you noticed your friends staring at you with wide smiles on their faces looking like theyre about to burst out laughing

you position your other hand to sit against quaritchs thigh

you lift your hand, setting it on quaritchs thigh

quaritch turmed around to face you, he didnt even notice you sit nect to him because of how focusrd he was and he went back to playing the game, you got uo and left heading back to your friends

you played for almost 15 minutes after that, alot of humiliating dares coming through

finally, everyone left, the only people left were you, lyle, quaritch, ja, and z dog in the room, you stopped plahing truth or dare because you were only 3 players

you said bye, and started walking the way to your room, you jeard footsteps behind yoy as you approached the door, and then you felt a harsh tug at your hair, you felt yourself being pushed back against a tall broad figure

"what do ya' think ya' were doin huh?"

he said, you recognised quaritchs voice "sorry sir..? i dont quite get what you mean" you said, inoccently asif what you did never happened

"i heard you n the others playing a game of truth n dare huh? you know?" he said, letting go of your hair inorder for you to face him

"o-oh that? it was just a silly dare, i promise it wont happen again sir" you said staring at the ground, you should have just payed those 50 dollars

"theres no it wont happen again now kid, unlock your door ive seen the way you look at me" he was correct, you have stared at him a few times admiring him but it was never something serious ,right?

while you were unlocking the door, quaritch said something "ya know that therapy session we had? none of those things were botherin me as much as ya were, knowing that we couldnt have eachother because of this syupid mission, hell its the entire purpose of our life now! we were revived to fight"

you didnt reply, opening your door and lettinf quaritch in, not expecting what he was going to do

as soon as you locked the door, you felt yourself being lifted up only to be harshly throws across your bed, quaritch grabbing you by your hair again, lifting you up and laying your lower half across his lap

"ya may not like this but ion reslly give a shit"

before you could even respond, your shorts were pulled down and, a hard smack was delivered to your ass

you let out a whimper, not expecting him to full on smack your ass??

"thas what you get for listening to those bastards you filthy little slut huh?"

"yes.." you say

"yes what?" he says before delivering another harsh smack on your ass

"yes.. s-sir..?"

"good girl" he says, pulling you up by ypur shoulders, laying you down on the bed gently, which surprised you because ylu thought he was gonna throw you again

you didnt notice him pull out a knofe from his pocket, in an instant, his pocket knife was on your neck, leaving little cuts

you couldnt do anything, your hands were restrained above your head

you could also see quaritch clearly getting hard by the obvious bludge in his pants, it looked like he was enjoying the torture he was putting you through

he pressed his knife ahainst your soft flesh again going a bit deeper, you hiss and you try to get away from his grip only to find his hand meeting your face at what looked like the speed of light, leaving a red mark on your face

"stay silent, or else there wont be a reward" there was a reward? you didnt expect there to be a reward especially by how cruel colonel is

after a few more cuts across your entire body, he stopped setting his knife on your nightstand

"i think ya did well enough" he says

the heat in between your legs burning, spilling with your slick, you were only wearing panties, still in your tshirt

he pressed his hand against your clothed cunt, your panties basically dripping wet at this point

"looks like ya enjoyed it?" you nod

he fingered your clothed cunt, emitting a few moans from you, not silencing you this time

"p-please" you say, you were fed up with his teasing, it was too much

"please what? whatcha want me to do" he says, with a shit eating grin on his face, a grin you wouldnt see even if he killed sully

"please.. touch me?" you say unsure of what you want him to do you just wanted to feel your orgasm

"where" he says, and youve had enough, you grab your panties yo pull them down, tired of his teasing 'for fucks sake' you mumble

"eager i see? here let me-" he says, the moment your panties where on the floor, he grabbed both your thighs splitting them apart

bringing his fingers toward your cunt, circiling the sensetive bud, which was enough to rip a few moans from you

he unexpectedly slipped both of his fingers inside of you at once, making you let out the loudest moan yet, he continues circiling your clit while thrusting both his fingers inside of you

"i-im. g-gonna-" then it stopped, he pulled his fingers out of you "not yet sweetheart, only place youll be cumming is on my cock" he says i. a deep raspy voice

you were flipped onto your stomache ass in the air, you heard metal clinking which you could guess was quaritchs belt coming undone

and soon enough, you felt his cock brush up against your ass, he grabbed it by his hand leading it down to your slick folds, moving it up and down "mmh"

his tip pressed up against your enterance, slowly pushing his length inside of you, you were in a navi body but he was still too big

half his lemgth was pushrd inside of you, stretching your "virgin" walls wider than theyre even been stretched

you werent a virgin in the past, its just that youve never done something like this in this body

quaritch looked down, his braid falling onto his chest, his eyes widened an idea popping in his head

"ya wanna do that thing? the navi thing?" you nodded, too cockdrunk already to even respond, let alone think straight

you frlt your braid being pulled, pink tendrils looking for something to lash onto

you felt the nerves tpuch against something right before you felt a rush of adrenaline in your body, your vision turning white, feeling everything quaritch was feeling

you let out a soft whimper "move" you said, eager for release

he startrd moving softly, each time he bottomed out he touched your cervix, shooting a rush of pleasure accross your body eachtime he touched it, it felt even better because you could feel everything he was feeling

soon enough, he was rutting into you like there was no tommorow, groans emitting from his throat while soft whimpers and moans came out of your mouth

"im gonna cu-" "go ahea-d" a slight crack in his voice, you camr your orgasm shooting across your body, you sae stars for a few seconds, quaritch helping you ride out your high

you felt a warm and sticky substance shoot into your cunt, quaritch loosing rythm of his thrusts, he thrusted into you a few more times, before finally bottoming out

sweat trickling across his and your body, the tsaheylu camr undone, a few seconds after that, quaritch pulled out of you, a thick rope of cunt connecting his cock to your cunt

you collapsed onto your bed, too cockdrunk to process things, by the time quaritch cleaned you up, you were already fast asleep, only to soon be joined by quaritch cuddling eachother to sleep, he never seemed like a cuddly type of guy but i guess i was wrong

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[roxineedstosleep]

Custody Battle

Funny things that anyone who has seen Avatar The Way of the Water has noticed or likes to believe.

Quaritch and Jake having a custody battle over Spider.

I'm just saying, they both have their motives, but, let's make it pure comedy (I need comedy in life).

The whole RDA VS Pandora war is put on pause because Spider wants to spend that month's weekend with Quaritch and watch human cartoons at the military base with his Uncle Lyle. You know, something casual that allows Spider to connect with his human side.

But! Jake is totally offended as he had booked that date so Spider could travel with Jake and play Toruk Makto. And he tells him he can't go and all that. Plus the tablets make him hyper and won't let him sleep.

Well, what happens?

Something very simple.

Quaritch takes Jake to court over Spider's custody.

Jake then claims he wants Spider's alimony, and now that Quaritch is alive he can pay him child support.

Quaritch refuses and asks for more time and so on until no one knows how 35 international and interplanetary laws are being reformed just because Jake didn't want Spider to become enthralled with a digital screen and because Quaritch wanted him and Lyle to watch Bluey with Spider.

Spider doesn't know what the heck is going on, Lyle discovers his second bite at the legal chops as Quaritch's advocate, and Tonowari has discovered that he likes playing lawyer to Jake.

If you've got any women who can play judge, it'd be great to see their proposals.

[sweets-yandere-lover]

[tsahikkk]

Eupneic Chance

pairing: aged up!neteyam x fem!metkayina!reader

a/n: after thinking about writing again, this is my first Avatar (Na'vi) fic and whosever worthy to break my hiatus than my love, Neteyam te Suli Tyeyk'itan. I hope you girlies like this :> I also take requests or message me ya kno let's be mutuals!! <3

PSA! the whole premise of eupneic chance is from @theblueflower05 's First Love/Late Spring. they own the intellectual and abstract property of this fic. check it out and bask in all of fic neteyam's glory <3

word count: 3.9k+

warnings: this story is extremely explicit so minors dni. you are responsible for your own media consumption, bestie. also, if aged up! ATWOW is not of your likes, kindly click off. boundaries are there to be observed and respected.

✨SMUTTER SMUTTERY SMUT✨, mentions of drinking and swearing, a lil' jealousy somethin somethin, mutual masturbation, mentions of mating, the d taps ifykyk, not a warning but uhhhh a lotta' fluff if u blink alot

summary: Ftxozä si Eywa'eveng, a celebration of Pandora as the Great Mother blessed her children with fertility, abundance, and grace. Tonight is the height of the week-long celebration in Awa'atlu. Singing and dancing as the Metkayina celebrates all in the praise of Eywa around a large bonfire shone in the heart of the feast. Yet again by the bonfire, Neteyam finds himself enthralled by your presence. Liquid courage and a little nudge might just work as he finds himself wanting you.

vocabulary: Ftxozä si - (v) celebration; Eywa'eveng - Pandora; olo - clan; zeykoyu - healer; Eyweveng - colloquial term for Eywa'eveng; ma'metsmuke - my two sisters (literal transl.); utral - tree; tarpongu - hunting party; eykyu - typically temporary leader of a small group (in this case, a hunting party); timuntxa- mating; sa’sem - parent, a set of parents; Ma'sa'nok - my mother (literal transl.); ma'pxetsmuk - my three siblings (literal transl.); syulang - flower

Amidst the eclipse, people have began piling in the tent as Ronal and Tonowari sat at the head of the banquet. People have brought in baskets of food and abundance while others rolled in barrels of kava in celebration of Ftxozä si Eywa'eveng. Dried driftwood and other organic materials were brought in by the women and children, piling them at the center to make the bonfire.

The opening at the center of the high tent peered light through as the midnight sun and the torches illuminated. As the men piled on organic material, Tonowari stood up from his seat to address his people. "My good people of Awa'atlu, I welcome you to Ftxozä si Eywa'eveng! I thank the Great Mother of the abundance and grace our olo has received this season," he paused as Ao'nung handed him a torch and made his way to the unlit bonfire at the center, "I no longer wish to hold pause on our celebration of Eywa. Let us feast!" He threw the torch as the bonfire is set ablaze.

Log drums were hit as the elderly sing songs of praise. Women and children dances and sang along filling the air with rejoice. You were in the circle along with Tsireya. Feeling your body as you raised your hands in a trance-like dance swaying your hips close by the bonfire. Tsireya laughed light-heartedly as she saw you enjoying yourself. She leaned in to whisper, "You seem to have eyes on you, ma'tsmuke." Tsireya laughed as your eyes widened and you halted dancing. "Stop it, Reya!" you laughed. "What? It is only but the truth Y/N!" Tsireya light hit your arm as you resumed enjoying yourself in the presence of your best friend.

Unbeknownst to you, what Tsireya said is true. Eyes have been looking at you. Many of unmated Metkayina men have been looking for unmated women of the clan to court as Fertility Season is coming in the next few months. They've completed their iknimaya and are now recognized men and hunters of olo' Metkayina. As you were one of the eligible maidens of the clan, celebrations and feasts like this prop as an ideal place to find possible maidens to court; ultimately, find their mates.

Even so, one of these men aren't too keen on looking for mates. Neteyam bore in his mind to the need to carry his weight even if he is an accomplished member of the clan. It's not that he hasn't been growing fond feelings for a fair Metkayina zeykoyu-to-be, its just that the weight he bears is something he didn't find the need to share with someone else. It seems as if he sees it as a baggage that hinders his chances at love.

Neteyam sat in the conversation circle along with his siblings, Kiri and Tuk who seem to have been having a conversation of their own. Lo'ak comes over with a wooden cup of kava. He nudges the cup towards his older brother to drink. "What's up with you and the silence, bro?" Neteyam sighed and drank the kava ignoring his brother. Ao'nung came and sat down beside Lo'ak. "How are you guys enjoying Eyweveng?" clunking his cup with Lo'ak's. He turned and answered, "It's a bit different from what we'd do back at Hometree but same same."

Ao'nung looked over to Neteyam who still silently drank his kava. "What's up with this skxawng?"

"Why so serious, bro? You should be enjoying." Lo'ak nudges Neteyam again. "Must be fawning over Y/N again. I saw him staring at her earlier." Kiri teases. "Yeah! If looks could melt, she'd be a puddle by the bonfire now!" Tuk laughs.

"Oh shut up, ma'metsmuke!" Neteyam replied, annoyed, breaking his silence.

Rotxo laughed as he propped himself against the log they all sat on. "Come on, brother. I hate to pry but your performance in your iknimaya is attractive to all the ladies. Come with us, options, you know? Have some fun!" Ao'nung laughed as Neteyam rolled his eyes, "Give me another." His cup was then filled with kava near to the brim by Rotxo.

"Y/N and 'Teyam sitting on utral! K-I-S-S--" Tuk sang earning the laughter of the circle. "I don't want another lady, Rotxo. And you skxawngs stop the teasing. I'm just fine on my own." Neteyam said in light laughter. While it is true he's fine on his own, he's always been fond of you. Your smile. Your laugh. The way sunlight hits your face when you're out doing your duties for the zeykoyu and the clan. Not to mention, your physique, how blubber made you look supple and perfect in his eyes. Your hair flowing in the sea breeze. Almost as if it's inviting him to come to you.

He chugged the kava he was holding and nudged yet again for a refill. Twice. "Woah, 'Teyam. Calm down. We were just teasing with the kava." Lo'ak said trying to take his brother's cup from getting refilled with the potent liqour. "Kava is not for the light of heart, brother. Take it easy!" Kiri told her older brother who was now propping himself up to sit better.

"I am fine, guys!" Neteyam pasued as he glanced at your laughing self by the bonfire. "Ao'nung, why don't you tell everyone the story about that time when..." Rotxo segued the circle into story.

"Oh thank Eywa." Neteyam thought.

He finds himself enjoying their company but as he looked back to glance at you, only find that you were looking at him as well. You quickly broke eye contact and turned to Tsireya and the other ladies of your circle, blushing mad. Neteyam smiled to himself. He just caught you staring at him and he wasn't gonna let it up.

Tsireya caught the interaction and prodded her shoulder to yours. "You sneaky sneaky! I saw that!" She laughed. Your ears were pink as you defended yourself, "What! There was nothing to see, 'Reya!"

"Y/N still trying to defend herself while her ears are all pink!" Silwani teased. You buried yourself in your hands laughing with them. It was true. You've had your eyes set on the former Olo'eyktan's first born. You didn't care if people whispered demon blood then when they first asked uturu. He was no different than you or any other Na'vi. He is an absolute gentleman and a great hunter, definitely the best if it was up to you. His warm smiles drove you into puddles. And his eyes! His yellow eyes that shine brighter than the most precious gems.

Nonetheless of dreaming, you replied, "But the last I heard, he isn't interested in looking for a mate this fertility season."

"Y/N! How can you say that? Over a rumor, tsmuke? Don't lose the door yet. It hasn't even been opened!" Unipey said feigning to be hurt of your words. "I'm too busy training under zeykoyu to even think about this, my sisters," You said, "I think I need a breath of fresh air. I'll be back." Standing up from your circle to excuse yourself, you were approached by Maru, eykyu of the recent tarpongu. "Kaltxi, ladies," Maru nodded, "Kaltxi, Y/N." You nodded in reposnse.

"What brings you here, Maru?" Silwani asks. "I would like to ask Y/N for a dance if she wills it."

Neteyam seeing this unfold, stood from the log as well. "'Teyam? Where you goin'?" Tuk asked looking up at her brother, stopping the chatter around them. "I have to do this, guys. I can't lose the chance to ask Y/N to Maru. fuckin' Maru." He swigs the last of his kava before walking towards you.

"Oh no, skxawngs. That's Maru-" Lo'ak says, "and 'Teyam..." Kiri continues knowing how much Neteyam has propped Maru as competition since their iknimaya. "This I'd like to see..." Ao'nung leans his legs on the log comfying himself as they all watch the spectacle of winning over a lady.

"Oh, Maru... I'd love to but I have to decl--" You trailed as you see Neteyam coming up to your presence as well.

He gestures to the other ladies of your circle, pressing all four fingers to the brow of his head and sweeping it down slightly to the bridge of the nose before departing from the face downward. "Glad to see you, 'Teyam." Tsireya returns the gesture and announces the obvious while adding emphasis to his name. He stood there proud with a confident smile on his face. "Y/N.." He gestures oel ngati kameie again, to you this time, making sure to maintain eye contact before revealing his dashing smile. Your nod as your cheeks turn a dark hue while your hands fiddle with a strand of your hair as you reply shyly, "Hi 'Teytey."

Maru clears his throat, "As I was offering, Y/N.. I'd like a dance...with you if you will it." He bows his head as his hand prop up for you to hold in acceptance but to his dismay you decline his offer. "Maru, your offer is flattering but I have to decline. Apologies." You said with a smile.

Neteyam's chest puffed in relief and confidence as if he'd prevailed in "winning you". "What are you here for, Neteyam?" Unipey asks as her tail swishes excitedly. The other girls laugh at your now shy figure trying to hold composure in front of Neteyam.

You took a deep breath and squared you shoulders as you looked up to Neteyam. His frame towering yours as you dashed a soft smile looking up at him. "Yes, Neteyam? How can I help you?"

Your eyes dazzling reflected by the lit fire. Neteyam can feel his heart pounding for such beauty before him. He regains his confidence and says, "I'd like to ask you to dance if that's okay with you? I'm not much of a dancer--" He trailed. "I'd love to 'Teyam." You held his outreached hand, "Just don't step on my toes." You laugh.

"I'll sure try not to." He laughs. Taking you by the hand, he twirls as the elderly began singing about the forbidden love of the sky and seas. Other couples began taking the floor. Even Ronal and Tonowari swayed as the song calmed down the heightened feast.

He twirled you around. You danced perfect as if Eywa had blessed your body to flow in dance. "Stunning." Neteyam thought. His hands resting on the small of your back as your rest your head on his chest and your hands found their way to the nape of his neck. "You look beautiful tonight, Y/N..." He paused as if thinking he said the wrong thing, "I mean you're always beautiful, not just tonight. I hope you got what I meant. I didn't mean to--"

You laughed and it was music to his ears. "It's okay, 'Teyam! I understood you. Thank you." You blushed nearing to lean on his chest. You can feel him warm and his heartbeat pounding. You chuckle, "You okay, 'Teyam?"

"Huh? Yeah--yes, I'm good." Snapping him out of his daydream. This dance feels like a dream to him. "Would you like to get some air? Let's take a walk?" You offered. "That would be pleasant." You held his hand through a sea of lovers dancing when you reached the jungle.

"So... what made you come out tonight?" You asked, mentally hitting yourself for such a stupid question just to break the silence. Neteyam lead you up to a large tree trunk top where the ocean and skies came to view. Gathering up his courage fueled by his smug win and the potent liquor, he replied, "I wanted to see you...", he trailed, "Ma'sa'nok didn't want me to just stay in my hammock considering it's a rest day. I decided to join ma'pxetsmuk in the celebration. How about you? I know you're very busy with training." He answered sighing as he pulled it off.

Hearing the waves calmed Neteyam down a little. He noticed you're still holding his hand. His nose picked up a scent, it was you. You smelt of dapophet and healing rose nectar, but its as if your phermones were screaming to him.

"I wanted to see you as well... I also hoped to dance with you..." You replied smiling shyly, blushing still. "Well, it looks like we've accompished something today, Y/N" He leaned to you. Your stiff gait nestled to his as you both took in the beauty of Pandora around. Neteyam looked at you. You are so beautiful in the midnight sun. Your ocean blue eyes glimmered as if it was from the stars. Your hair blew with the breeze as you smiled eyes closed.

"Wow. This view of Awa'atlu is stunning, I must say 'Teyam. How did you find this peak amongst it all?" You replied in amazement. Opening your eyes as you turned to see Neteyam smiling at you in adornment.

Neteyam felt butterflies fluttering in him seeing you. His fingertips lingered on your chin before cupping your cheeks. His eyes bore into yours as you find yourself leaning to his touch. "I know a view way more stunning." He replied before crashing his lips to yours.

His soft lips on yours felt like an absolute dream. Bliss washed over the two of you as your lips parted, immediately missing the feeling.

"Oh my Eywa." Neteyam mumbled while looking at you and holding both your hands on your lap. "'Teyam..." You laughed lightly as you touched you lips and seeing his ears turned a pinkish hue.

He welcomed the beautiful view by just looking at you. He tucked a loose hair strand behind your ears. Noticing how pink they've become. Blushing nonstop, his yellow orbs stared into yours. Making your heart jump. You couldn't help but kiss him again. Making him fall and lay down the moss whilst still enthralled by you.

You straddled his hips while his hands snaked your waist holding you down. You separated for a while, panting while looking into each other's eyes. "Oel ngati kameie, Y/N. I see you." Neteyam said smiling lovingly at you.

"Oel ngati kameie, Ma'Teyam. Oel ngati kameie." You replied as yur hands cupped his cheeks, kissing him with more hunger and want now. His tongue licking your bottom lip asking for entrance. You opened your mouth a moan as his hand gripped your hair inching the distance between you two. "Oh so you like that, yawne?" He teased breathlessly.

"'Teyaaaam--" You whined and wiggled. The more you moved on his lap, he felt himself getting harder and strained with his loincloth. "Syulang, please stop wriggling," He chuckled lightly, "there's gonna be a big problem if you don't stop."

"Oh yeah? What big problem am I gonna have to deal with if I don't stop?" You moved slowly on top of him, teasingly. Your antics led you to being flipped. Now, Neteyam hovered your breathless figure. He still gripped your hips so you won't move. He smiled suggestively as you looked down to see his loincloth restricting his bulge.

In his view, your sprawled hair, blushing cheeks, and swollen lips was all he needed to send him over the edge. "Oh my Eywa, you're so beautiful." "And so are you, my love." His braids fell down the sides of his face. Lips swollen from kissing you a bit harder than you both thought.

"'Teyam, I want you." You said getting red again. "Are you sure, yawne? It's a bit early for timuntxa. I do not want to rush making love to you... I want to do it properly, syulang," That he meant with all his heart. He wanted to make love to you properly just as you only deserve the best underneath Eywa's sky where your love is blessed on the peak of Fertility Season. He imagined you laid beneath him comfortable by a warm fire. To him, making love is a sacred bond of two souls. If he is to mate with you, it should have the approval of your sa'sem, “Is that okay with you, Ma'Y/N?"

"Yes, yawne," you giggled as his dreamy eyes gazed upon yours, "but that doesn't mean I can’t pleasure you." You caressed his bulge, earning a hiss from Neteyam's lips. Palming him through his loincloth, Neteyam was weak to your touch. “Now, I don’t know what you did, when you did, what you did to me,” His breath hitched as your thumb caressed over his clothed tip,” but you got me, baby.”

He slowly sat himself up with you following suit sitting down on your knees as you fondled with the strings of his garment. Neteaym spoke breathlessly, “You see, I don’t normally stutter…” His eyes trailed to you learned over to his body. Your warm hands electric, caressing his shoulders, down to his chest until you stopped at his V-line, “but it’s y-y-you! It’s like you’ve got a spell on me.”

With his breathing getting troubled, you pulled his strings that made hit loincloth fall. His hardened manhood slapping his abdomen with a bit of pre seeping on the tip. Your eyes ogling his size, “‘Teyam! It’s so big.” Your fingertips touching its tip and Neteyam hissing, “Yawne! I’m so sensitive,” He whined as he propped himself near your mouth. Tapping his hard on one side of your cheeks before slapping it lightly on your lips.

“Open up, princess.” Your eyes grew darker at his smirk. Your lips parted sucking the tip lightly. Neteyam groaned at the warm feeling enveloping his manhood. He holds your hair, gripping the underside as you moaned against his cock. The vibrations sending him frenzy. “You’re so good to me, princess. Makin’ me feel so good.”

You held his cock pumping it before fully sucking it down and up. Licking the head, cleaning his pre with your tongue, Neteyam’s head is thrown back, “Oh Eywa, you’ve blessed with such a woman.” Deepthroating him for a good second almost choking. “Y-Y/N! Shit! Just like that, syulang… just like that.” He used his grip on your hair to bob up and down on his cock.

You slid his cock on your tongue out. Leaving a trail of saliva from your mouth to the tip, looking up to his eyes. He felt himself struggling with that look you gave him, “You will be the end of me, yawne.” Your swollen lips with tears edging your eyes, Neteyam swipes his thumb on your eyes. “You gonna take me in your mouth like a good girl?”

You nodded, “Yes, sir,” as you sucked his cock again. His grip on your hair tightened, throwing his head back nearing ecstasy. Seeing this response, you sucked harder bobbing your head on his big manhood. “I’m so c-c-close..hhhnnggg…tiyaawnn!”

You pulled it out from your mouth for a brief moment to kiss the reddened tip before sucking just the head ever so yearningly. Neteyam groaned doing his best to look at you nearing his finish. “Just like that, princess. Take me like the cumslut you are.”

“I’m gonna c-cum. Sh-shit! Where do you want me, yawne! Ugh!” He slid his cock off of your mouth, pumping it with his hand. You sat and looked up to him with your big ocean eyes, sticking your tongue out. “Right here, sir. Aaaah!” You playfully responded.

He leaned down to kiss you sloppily before throwing his head back, “I’m c-cumming! Uughh! Fucking having me so good, princess!” spilling his seed on your mouth, dripping down the sides of your mouth to your chest. You swallowed his seed before smiling proudly. “So beautiful, ma’tiyawn.” He said caressing the side of your face as he leveled himself with you sitting down.

He nears your lips smiling, “So so beautiful, Y/N.” Closing the space between you both, he laid you down as the kiss turned hungry. Neteyam panted as he broke the contact.

“Maybe you’d like to rest, Ma’Teyam?” You asked concerned. His hands trailed to wipe his aftermath from your cheeks. “You think I’m done, yawne? No, no, no, my love.” His hands trailed your clothed slit. “You’re so soaked, baby.” His amused tone teased you.

“Neteeee’ don’t teaseee!” You said closing you thighs with his hand in between.

His hands held your knees as he forced them apart, spreading them, “Who said you can close them?” He said smirking before snaking down to your bottom hem. “Hhnggg Ma’Teyam, please!” you begged as his hot breath fanned a tease.

“May I, princess?” He asked tugging on your bottoms. “Yes, please.” You wriggled them down, throwing them over yonder to be found later.

As your legs spread, your fingers prodded your lips down there open revealing the glistening pink flesh. Neteyam licked his lips before having his tongue swipe your clit in a slick motion. “Ah shit!” You gasped as he swirled his tongue on your heat. Neteyam playfully blew raspberries on your clit earning an approving giggle from you. “‘Teyaaaam.. quit playing!” You giggled.

His hands slowly held yours removing it from the grip on his hair and your thigh. He looked back up to you smiling a toothy grin. “My sweet, sticky,” grazing his nose on your thighs, “pillow princess. Aren’t you, Y/N?” He kissed your inner thighs, butterfly kisses intensifying your satisfaction.

Butterflies were replaced by a knot on your stomach as Neteyam filled his desire of your pleasure. Paying attention to your sensitive bud as he licked. "O-oh!" You yelped as he slid a finger while savoring you, "Just like that, Ne'te!" Neteyam obliged then curling his finger in you as it motioned in and out glistening of your come. Your head thrown back as you gripped his hair ever so needful. "N-Ne'te! Oh my.. Ah!" Your words fail as floods of exhilaration and euphoric moans voiced agape of his feeling. Legs tingling as your breath hitched. He halted with a soft kiss on your labia, abdomen slightly shaky of the high.

He fondled with your folds, all wet and slick from fornication. "Oh Eywa... you've come undone before me, my love." You try to sit up bellowing the end of your arousal. You wiped Neteyam's forehead as you both smiled, smug and sweaty.

Neteyam redressed and sat by you as you heave yourself calm, redressed beside him. You leaned your head towards Neteyam's shoulder. "You know Y/N, if I hadn't caught you staring earlier, we wouldn't be here right now. I don't know where I'd get the courage to ask you." He broke the calm silence of your breathing. "Must be all the hava you chugged, Ne'te." Your words implying a jest at his nervous state by the bonfire earlier. Just as you find your hands cupping his cheeks, wanting to kiss him yet again. Your soft kiss caught him off guard. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach you broke apart giggling.

"I'll never get tired of you kisses, syulang." He said.

"Oh, you better not, mister!" You replied at his ostentatious flirting, "and for the record, I wasn't staring!"

"Oh yeah, you were! Kiri and Tuk saw you!" Neteyam chuckled, "and I got teased because it. They're never gonna let this down now."

"Well, you have me as proof that all of your hopeless romantic courting signals are effective. You no longer have to pretend you have herb deliveries for the Tsahik." You said bursting out laughing as his hand ran through your hair. "You think I wouldn't notice, you skxawng?"

"But in my defense, you've been eyeing me! I just know it!" He laughed in jest as your laughter rang music to his ears.

Sea breeze blew as your laughter died down. As you feel lulled by the waves to rest, you nuzzled more into his warmth atop Awa'atlu in all of Eywa's grace. Neteyam felt himself cherishing this moment. A light snore he heard from your already resting form made a smile creep to his face. Your weight he beared as you both laid underneath the stars. Wrapping his arms on your waist, you snuggled to him sound asleep.

Neteyam kissed your forehead, wishing this moment to last more than just a eupneic chance.

fin.

[marymary-diva17]

Does he still love me

female Ao’nung x neteyam

here another cross posted story I had made, and now have brought here. Angi the daughter of tonowair and ronal had become the mate of eldest son of tokru makto neteyam sully, after his clan and family came sneaking refugee and help. Angi and Neteyam had started off and friends but soon become something more over time, and soon enough the two of become a mated pair when Neteyam had confused his feeling to the girl. When they become a mated pair it soon result it ever lasting alliance between the two clans, a year later the couple will be blessed with a child. 

Angi " ......." Angi was out with her son which had been named Zata it was a name that Neteyam and his family had been discussing and chosen, as it will fit the boy well. 

Navi women " look at her walking around like she better then all the other female here just become she the mate with neteyam" 

Navi women 2 " I still think she did something to make neteyam choose her as a mate and now loom she does next have a child with him" 

Navi women 3 " I feel bad for Neteyam that he has to be mated with her he could've chosen someone from the clan, but no he picked her" 

Navi women 4 " well I heard the reason they become mated was that her father didn't have to keep an eye on her, and that it will make peace between the two clans it was all made between the Tokyo makro, tonowair, and neteyam" 

Navu women " no that cant be true" 

Navi women 2 " I believe it do you really think neteyam will give up all the way of the forest just for her, we live on this small inland connect to the Metkayina... we will still practice the ways of the forest but everything had changed because of her and all the other Metkayina that have bene trying to find a way in our clan" 

Navi women 3 " I wonder how many of these couples will stay true if we ever return to our beloved forest" 

Navi women 2 " we also have to remember that tsyeira girl with loak" 

Navi women " she better then her sister angi will bring down her family name I heard that the deers thought tsyeria will been a better choice for Neteyam... she doomed being mated with the clan outcast loak" 

Navi women 2 " rumor going around the the elder might ask moat and Jake to remake the mates between his sons, Tsyeria and loak will be a perfect pair verse the ones they have now" 

Navi women " that is so cruel no way Jake will do that to his own sons" 

Navi women 4 " it true I heard even tonowari elder agree as well tsyeria and neteyam will be better match then Neteyam and angi, even some of her own people hated her and want her gone her future title of tshaik has been rumors to be give to her sister" 

Navi women 3  " oh yes and it custom that the olo'eythan and tshaik will have to be mated pair or have some family connect to be true leader, and if she not tshaik the it will be bad for everyone" 

Navi women 5 "what of the child" 

Navi women " it an freak a future outcast look at It the boy maybe if Neteyam mates with tsyeria they will have beautiful children, verse him and the girl" 

Navi women 5 " don't you all feel bad for the poor baby or angi and loak I know they might not be like everyone else, but they are still good people" 

Navi women " who cared if neteyam and tsyeira end up together then loak can help raise that child no will care or know" 

Navi women 5 " yes but this still mean to them and will hurt three people or more in he future" 

Navi women " it for the best forever" 

Angi " ......" angi felt like her heart was breaking when she was listening to this new she didn't want to belie that her Neteyam had mated with her for that reason, she had thought he really love her. She fell tears rushing down her face she didn't want to believe that neteyam had mate with her out of duty for his clan and her clan. 

Angi " oh my son im so sorry" zata could feel his mother was become unsettled by the word she had heard as the group of women had left. 

Angi " come on let get home I will put you down for a nap with a story and lullaby that will make you feel better" this might explain why neteyam has been distance lately from the brith of their son three months ago her family and her in-law have bene acting weird, but she couldn't allow ugly rumors and gossip like that to mess with her. She knew that neteyam love her and their son he will do anything for them he is just busy with his duties and responsibilities. 

Later that night 

Angi " yes I will make neteyem favorite meal it will be good for us all and maybe we can talk" 

Neteyam " hey I'm home" 

Angi " welcome home I was about to get started on dinner I was going to make your favorite your mom help me learn it" 

Neteyem " oh well  dinner is happening with my parents and your tonight" 

Angi " oh that will be perfect we can bring zata with us it will ...." 

Neteyam " I'm sorry it a dinner for only a fee selected guest it me, your parents, my parent, and your sister with maybe kiri and rotxo being there" 

Angi " oh okay" 

Neteyam " I have enough time to be here with my two favorite people" 

Angi " okay" neteyam soon smile and sat down near angi after he picked up zata who was now awake Neteyam was holding his son in his ar, and soon kissed his mate forehand he had stayed for three hours before he had to leave. Neteyam didn't return home until late in the night worry angi and when she woke up the next day he was completely gone and no longer in their bed. It was hard for her to decide if he had spent the night in their bed or night. 

Angi " he gone he always here when I wake up he never gone without saying a word" angi had soon eat her breakfast and feed her son before she left to do her task for the day. She hadn't seen any of her family or friends during the morning making her feel alone and sad, once again she spotted the women from before talking again. 

Navi women " did you see that neteyam was at dinner with his family but his mate and child were not there, and so was loak" 

Navi women 2 " yes I saw him eating dinner alone as tsyeira was having meal with the others" 

Navi women 3 " I'm starting to think these are no longer rumors but true you see how her parents and neteyam parents haven't been over that much to see their first ever grandchild, and how she been slowing pseudo from her role as tshaik" 

Navi women 4 " so she over and one done for we all knew this was going to happen" 

Navi women 2 " we have to wait and see" 

Navi women " well whatever happens I hope angi take it well we dont need her becoming jealous and take her anger out" 

Navi women 4 " she won't but hey soon we will have a good oloeyath and tshaik like their parents minus the one that was supposed to rule originally" angi had avoid the group of women and soon went to a secret spot of her and sat down there, tears falling down from her face until she felt someone touch her face. She looked down and saw it was zata soon enough angi had picked up her son and smiled at the boy. 

Angi " no matter what happen zata I will always love you" angi soon got up and went back to her track of the day she knew whatever came for her in the future she will raise her son with love, support, and care and she didn't know if it was going to be with her mate or by herself. She knew she was going to do her best to keep her son away from any harm that the clan will throw at him as they was her duty as a mother. She was saying prays to the great mother to give her guidances and support for what the future had in store for her.

[raving-raven-writing]

Recom Headcanons

So, some of this is from my mind, but some of these headcanons I'm sure are based off others' headcanons I've seen. Also, some of these headcanons may actually be written in terms of some of my fics that I have written for Avatar. Particularly if you have read my story Lost and Found or any of my Recom Smut series. @hellpmeimobsessed You asked me to tag you, so here you go! Warning: Some of these headcanons may contain mention of past abuse/past child abuse/past sexual abuse, and may also contain content in terms of what the character enjoys in the bedroom Brown: -Was SAed when he was younger -Loves karaoke, even though he might be a bit tone deaf -Enjoys cuddling naked with his partner -Did modelling for a brief period of time before he decided to join the marines Fike: -....I got nothing for him, sorry. No hate to him, just don't have any at the moment.

Ja: -Was raised by his grandparents -Seeing the EMTs work on his grandma sparked his interest in wanting to become a medic -A sensitive soul, rather quiet and reserved -Enjoys movies, most genres except for horror; is a bit of a baby when it comes to the scary movies -Has minimal sexual experience compared to some of the others; but has always wanted to titty f**k his partner -Him, Prager, and Lopez are close

Lopez: -Is a masochist and will openly admit to it -Comes from a large family, a middle child of five. Very close with all of them. -Has problems with authority figures, always having to hold his tongue so he doesn't get himself into trouble -Very protective to those he loves or is loyal to -A rather horny drunk...this may or may not be how he and Ja got it on Mansk: -Has a light sensitivity, hence the sunglasses all the time. But also uses the sunglasses as a layer of protection of being perceived by others -Sits somewhere on the autism spectrum but was never diagnosed, comes across as just being "socially awkward" -Gives off the "strong and silent type" vibe -Was sexually abused by his uncle as a child well up until his late teen years -Definitely a mama's boy - The younger of two kids. Has an older sister named Nora -Turned to cooking as a way to cope with his trauma--found he had a gift for it and just kept at it. But also enjoys making others feel good by being able to give them a good meal

Prager: -Is a pothead -Grew up with alcoholic/drug addict parents, but was eventually fostered by an old teacher who took him under their wing -Likes most types of card games and board games -Stress cleans -Enjoys rollerblading and skateboarding -Easy going/go with the flow type of person--both in day to day things and in bed Quaritch: -Grew up on a farm -Raised by an abusive/alcoholic father and a mother that fell ill when he was in his teens -The oldest of three children---lost connection with his siblings when he left to join the military -His relationship with Paz started as her simply flirting with him based on a dare, but eventually turned into a fling as Miles was impressed by her boldness -Smokes when stressed but turns to alcohol as a bad coping mechanism if given the opportunity -Enjoys camping and hiking and being able to be out in nature so he can reflect upon life and to be able to get more in touch with his emotions -Likes to take charge in bed, but Paz is able to persuade him into being a sub in some situations Wainfleet -Has a bit of a crush on the Colonel. He thinks it isn't obvious, but some of the others see it -Is a switch in the bedroom. But prefers to be the sub when he is with his girlfriend, Mina. -Makes jokes constantly despite the fact that he struggles with his mental health--saw being the funny man as a way to make others like him -A middle child of three; has an older brother who is also in the military, but joined the Army branch, and a younger sister, who died when he was about thirteen -Grew up on a farm, although not many people know this -Grew up being rather sensitive and a "cry baby" as his brother dubbed him. Was a big mama's boy and her death damn near broke him -Smokes when stressed

Walker: -Likes to scrapbook in her spare time -Her and Z-Dog have flings with one another, but neither of them would label themselves as an "item" -Likes to sit down with a good book on a stormy day and curl up by the fire with some comforting snacks Warren: -Gives off the "strong and silent type" vibe -Has a crush on Mansk (initially unrequited?) -Is gay, but no one knows this (at first) -Is very much a wallflower, people forget he is there sometimes -In sexual relations, is very straightforward and a take charge type of guy--but makes sure that he is never rough with his partner

Z-Dog: -Grew up in a house full of men. Her mother left when she was young, so she just had her dad and her three brothers -Was very much a tomboy before realizing that she liked girls more then she liked men -Her father was a mechanic so she knows her way around a car -Enjoys physical sports like boxing and kickboxing -Chews gum as a way to manage her anxiety as well as to curb any emotional eating Zhang: -Is one of the three "strong and silent types" (with Warren and Mansk being the other two) -Rarely smiles -Enjoys shibari (Japanese rope bondage) and 69ing -Looks mean since he has a "resting bitch face" but can be quite gentle and doting with his partner -Joined the marines as a way to rebel against his parents since they wanted him to become a doctor or lawyer or engineer.

That's all I got for now. Might eventually develop some headcanons for Fike and might add on to what I have here. Hope you enjoyed reading!

[hnsoka]

OH MY FUCKING GODUH😡😡😡 LOOK AT THIS SWEETIE PIE❗️❗️

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He squishy lil baby who needs all the forehead kisses /p

[tsukikonikushimi]

Great Leonopteryx (Toruk) and Mountain Banshee (Ikran)

From The Making Of Avatar

[oneheda]

๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ both our eyes lock to the tide.

— a neteyam sully short prose.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ people say this love’s for show, but i would die for you in secret. ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

— taylor swift, ‘peace’.

┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ੈ✩‧₊˚

synopsis :

In the forest, grey clouds mirror internal turmoil. Neteyam emerges in the rain, offering solace, an anchor.

characters : neteyam x gender!neutral o.c

story type — word count : short prose • 373

genre — mini-tropes : fluff, hurt/comfort • two characters in the rain.

warning(s) : bomb metaphor

song inspiration(s) : anchor by novo amor

author’s notes : author’s note : ahh omg. this is my first prose that i’m publicly posting as ‘fanfiction’ on tumblr because i haven’t posted any of my writings on any form of media platform in like years. so, my writing’s a little ‘rusty’. short proses are what i’ll be sticking with for a while just to practice and fight against writers block, but hope to be able to write full one-shots and series one day! anyways, thank u sm for 100 likes, the reblogs on my last post! i love u guys sm and i’m so excited to start my tumblr journey here with y’all! <3

GREY clouds dangerously overshadowed the forest, looming over your head, parallel to the spiralling thoughts which consumed you. Once again, raindrops collided against the dew-kissed grass you sunk your feet in.

Pit-a-pat.

Humming against your knees that were tucked to your chest, you grazed your calloused fingers over the bioluminescent freckles of your arms, outlining and swirling small circles along the soft sensitive skin of your forearm.

Tick.

It was like there was a bomb in your head. You had been cradling it, desperately wishing for it to never explode.

But alas, it inevitably will.

And he would be a soft-blow.

At first, it was slow footsteps you hear. Then, they inched closer until it fell to a stop. From what your ears picked up, it was barely a foot shy away now — though, you did not want to hear anything other than the drizzles coming from the impending storm.

“Hey.”

It was a voice distinct from yours and immediately you knew who it was.

“Neteyam?”

Head slightly raised from the pit between your knees, you peered over your shoulder to take a look at the boy behind you.

There he stood, a calm expression consuming his visage.

You smile, helplessly. “It’s you.”

“Yeah, it’s me.” He seizes the empty spot beside where you sat curled up. Neteyam always had his ways of finding you, even when you did not intend for anyone to know about your whereabouts. It was getting dangerous, he thought.

Once again, he had found you in the rain.

Underneath the clouds, he can see a second one over your head.

“If your cascade ocean blues come, you can always talk to me.”

Because he would always be there, letting your waves crash against him — his skin, his body, everything.

Your tears were a sea for him to swim, being an anchor to any ship that came in. Whether it was a high-tide or a low-tide, it did not matter. There was no difference.

His words were a simple display of care. Yet, it meant the world. The world the two of you could close your eyes and see.

The world the two of you could build together.

Tock.

The bomb which you had tried to disarm yourself with no avail, did not go off. He had taken it in his hands and disarmed it for you.

Like he knew how to manoeuvre through its coloured wires and fixed it for you.

One day, you would learn how to do the same. For yourself and him. When things get too hard for the both of you and when both your ocean waves crash against each other. When it gets all-consuming and too much.

You will find an anchor within each other to latch onto.

To disarm.

“Thank you.”

[tarrynightss]

𝒦ì𝓎𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓂𝑒, 𝓎𝒶𝓌𝓃𝑒..

Pairing: Tsu’tey x reader (gender not mentioned)

cw: Major character death, descriptions of a corpse, funeral preparations, grief

“Stop fuzzing.”

Tsu’tey tsked at you as you tried to wash the grime off of his arm, the stubborn man trying to pull away once again. “I can do it myself.”

He had been covered in mud from head to toe when he came back from his hunt, and you had instantly dragged him to the river before he had the chance to stomp it all over your hut. 

You clicked your tongue at him. “Most men would be happy to have a woman wash them.”

He grumbled lowly at that, but didn’t deny it. The glare on his face as you scrubbed him down was unconvincing, his eyes always softening when he looked at you. He loved you and your caring nature despite how he sometimes pushed and pulled. It had been one of the main reasons why he had wanted you so desperately as his mate.

A smile had played on your lips as Tsu’tey continued to grumble under his breath while you wiped the rag past his skin. You could feel his muscles clench under your touch, could see his hands ball into fists by his side as he tried his best not to give in. Of course he did by the end, serious face finally cracking into a smile before he picked you up and threw you both into the river with a rumbling laugh. 

You bring the wet cloth gently past your mate’s chest, revealing the dulling blue skin underneath the grime and blood. Tsu’tey doesn’t move, his eyes glossy as they stare up at the ceiling. You try to avoid his gaze as much as possible. You must not close his eyes - a Na’vi must be able to See. 

There’s neither grumbling or laughing now at your administrations, the hut uncomfortably quiet. Your love is no longer. 

You dip the cloth into the bowl next to you, the water clouding red, flakes and clumps floating around in it. Though he can no longer feel it, you make sure to be gentle when you wash his face, so many tiny cuts scattered across it. Your stomach twists as you see the grotesque swelling of his skin around his wounds and eyes, the skin discolored and blackening in places. 

“Oh, Yawne,” you whimper, tears pricking at your eyes. 

Your shaky fingers brush past his cold cheek. He must’ve been so scared, laying alone on the forest floor during his last moments. A sob leaves you as you imagine what it must’ve been like. Did he call for you? Was he even able to anymore? The shot had not instantly killed Tsu’tey, and neither had the fall. His ribs and the back of his skull had been broken, and one leg had laid at a crude angle when you found him. You imagined he could not even have called for help if he wanted to, his last moments no doubt filled with desperate gasps of air that would never come. 

You press a kiss to his forehead as tears roll down your cheeks. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” 

You should’ve been by his side, should’ve defended him better. One second of distraction is all it had taken for you to lose him. What was this victory worth if you did not have him? It all feels empty, useless. But you know Tsu’tey would not want you to think like this. 

With a shaky inhale you push yourself to continue preparing his body. There is not much time. His corpse will quickly expire and start to rot under the forest’s heat and humidity, and you want him to find peace with Eywa in a presentable way. 

You wash every part of his body with care, sniffling softly as you look over your work. His front is clean now, but you know his back is still caked with blood. Bile burns your throat as you start to slowly attempt to move him, to turn him around. Tsu’tey deserves to look proper as he’s laid to rest, and though help had been offered, you knew he would want no other to see him like this. 

With a grunt, you manage to turn his stiff body onto its side, holding him against you as you reach around to wash his back. He feels wrong, uncomfortable shivers running down your spine as his skin rests against yours. Though this is his body, he no longer feels like Tsu’tey. 

It takes quite some scrubbing to get rid of all the blood on his back, Tsu’tey having laid in it for hours before anyone found him. When he’s clean you can see that the discoloration on his lower back is even worse and you have to try your hardest not to gag. You had helped to prepare clan members before, but this is different. This is the man you had made Tsaheylu with, who had held you night after night. To see him this way broke your heart into tinier pieces with every passing glance. 

The back of his head had already been stitched and cleaned up by another, and so the only thing you do is try to readjust his hair the best you can. 

When you are done, you lay him back down, a sad smile on your face. “There you go,” you whisper, another tear rolling down your cheek. “Looking so handsome, my muntxatan.”

He looks like a shadow of himself, and you try your hardest to picture him when he was still alive. That gorgeous, cocky smile of his on full display, his lips soft and warm instead of dried and cracked. 

You attempt to wipe away your sadness as you stand up, moving over to where some of his clothes are laid out. You trail your fingers over the feathers of the shoulder piece that is usually reserved for an Olo'eyktan. He had only carried the title for a week or so, but in your eyes he deserved to meet Eywa as one. 

You pick up a waistband with orange beads, turning your head slightly towards where Tsu’tey lays. “Your favorite.”

You dress him in a way that you are sure he would appreciate, and by the end, despite his swollen face and the wounds littering his body, he looks at peace and almost, almost, like himself. 

Neytiri is the one who prepares you, the woman silent as she dresses you up in mourning garbs. Dull purples and blacks, your hair pulled back into two braids - not counting the one encasing your kuru - and woven into a bun at the back of your head decorated with magenta Tsawksyuls. Your friend is gentle as she draws onto your forehead with a dark paste that matches the rest of the purples, trying her best to make it resemble your mate’s forehead marking. Not only Eywa will carry him now, but so will you. For the rest of your days. 

Your throat feels dry as you make your way to the Tree of Souls, but no tears are allowed to come. Normally Tsu’tey would’ve been buried near Hometree, but you refused to leave him to rot in a destroyed wasteland. This was the main point of your home now, and he deserved to be buried there more than anyone else. 

It feels as if you are watching from up in the sky as Tsu’tey’s body is carried in by two of his closest brothers, an odd emptiness filling your body. Your clan is silent, many holding on to one another as they watch with saddened eyes. 

Tsu’tey is gently placed down into the hole in the ground, and you look down at him. If you stare long enough, you can almost trick yourself into thinking that he’s just sleeping, laying on his side now and his open eyes barely visible. Perhaps, if you reach out a hand and brush some of the hair out of his face, he will rouse and his eyes will fill with warmth and love again. 

Neytiri has to shake you gently by the shoulder for you to snap your gaze away from him, Mo’at to the side presenting you with a basket filled with flowers. Purples, blacks, oranges - as that color was his favorite. Slowly, you reach out to pick up some of them, casting them down onto your lover with shaky hands. You have to be the first, and now the rest of his loved ones will do the same. None of the people who pass by truly surprise you, that is, until Jake Sully steps up. His too small eyes glance at you guiltily as he lays a flower on Tsu’tey, mumbling a quick ‘Oel ngati kameie, tsmukan’. You have to bite your tongue. Though you know Jake is not truly responsible for his death, you cannot yet bring yourself to forgive the demon for ever stepping into your lives.

When everyone has passed by, you kneel down beside Tsu’tey’s grave, laying the last flower just below his chin. You lean in to kiss your lover for one final time, your nose softly nudging his cheek as you had done many times before to catch his attention. 

“See you soon, my love,” you mumble against his cheek, a sob wrecking your body as you pull back from him. 

Neytiri descends onto you to pull you against her, one hand on your head as she attempts to comfort you. Tears cloud your vision as you watch Mo’at start to chant, your heart beating in your chest like mad. This just all feels wrong and you wish you could pull Tsu’tey out of the cold ground. He doesn’t belong there. 

This is not real. This is not real. The words continue playing in your mind like a prayer, but it does nothing to change the situation. 

A flurry of woodsprites descends from the sky, the Tsahík reaching out to catch one on her hand. She continues her chants as she transfers it from her palm to Tsu’tey’s, ensuring that Eywa is present to take her child back into her arms. The rest of the People soon join in, their voices carrying into the forest. 

You will your tears to stop just enough for you to join your clan members in their chants, your arms linking with Neytiri’s and Mo’at’s as she sits down. The light swaying of your bodies almost feels comforting as you pray to Eywa, pray to her to take Tsu’tey back into her, to have him join your ancestors. You have no doubt in your heart that she will, your mate always having been nothing but loyal to her and the People. He had lived for them, and died for them. 

When it comes time to put the dirt over his body, you can no longer bring yourself to look, turning your head away. You don’t move from his side despite not watching, being there to lay a hand on his freshly covered grave when it’s done. As your fingers spread through the dirt you realize that you will never touch him again. You will never again feel his warmth, feel his strong arms around you. Though you will hear his laugh in memories and through Eywa, you will never again feel it rumbling through your body as he holds you. 

‘He is with Eywa now, take comfort in that’ Is what Mo’at tells you, but despite your love for the Great Mother, it leaves a bitter taste in your mouth. You know she will take care of him and that he is happy now, but you could’ve given him that. You rest your forehead against his grave as you weep. He should’ve been with you. 

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[pctterswprld]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

i will always be here (harry potter x hufflepuff!fem!reader) [fluff!]

the chosen one finds that you're having a panic attack.

love, love, love (harry potter x muggleborn!fem!reader) [angsty fluff!]

you had been assaulted the summer prior without anyone knowing. when you begin a relationship with harry months later, memories resurface, and after flinching from harry's touch, you push yourself to tell your boyfriend about what happened to you.

stars around my scars (harry potter x hufflepuff!fem!reader) [fluff!]

you feel extremely self-conscious of your body, constantly feeling like nothing. one day, the chosen one notices your saddened mood and reaches out, the both of you revealing your hidden feelings.

pure jealousy (ron weasley x gryffindor!fem!reader) [angsty fluff!]

you have feelings for ron and you were planning on asking him to the christmas party. he doesn’t seem to realise those feelings until you give up on asking him, someone else offering to take you instead.

the hidden charms of affection (draco malfoy x pureblood!ravenclaw!fem!reader) [fluff!]

draco lucius malfoy becomes sentimental with his gifts on your birthday.

vena amoris (draco malfoy x slytherin!fem!zabini!reader) [fluff!]

in which draco malfoy offers you extravagant gifts for the yule ball in hopes that he wins your undying affection.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒

twitterpated (james potter x muggleborn!animagus!fem!reader) [fluff!]

after introducing the movie bambi to your beloved boyfriend, james potter becomes distraught after witnessing the death of the fawn's mother, making you promise that you wouldn't die to poachers (even though you thought he was completely ridiculous).

𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑

bittersweet (neteyam sully x omaticaya!na'vi!fem!reader) [fluff!]

neteyam comforts you after a nightmare.

𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌

the little things (ethan landry x fem!reader) [fluff!]

the dorkiest boy you have ever met, more commonly known as ethan landry, gets used to your physical touch.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

silent confessions (winter soldier!bucky barnes x fem!reader) [fluffy angst!]

you always patched up the winter soldier’s wounds whenever he returned from a mission. however, this time, he finally spoke under unfortunate circumstances.

thank you for reading!

[mschimdt]

what some avatar characters would do if you were on your period

i need help sprrading my work and i would appreciate if you reblogged my post

i dont know if naavis have periods but for the sake of this post lets just say they do

600 words

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jake sully

you were laying in both you and jakes bed, we'll atleast thats what you considered it because you had no idea what the naavi call it, you were having severe cramps, worst than you had ever experienced, jake was on his ikran, bob, looking for food

he came back about 2 hours later and you were still suffering from period pains, just much worse, now your lower back hurt aswell as your abdomen

jake had a concerned look on his face when he saw you in a fetal position shivering, "hey y/n you okay?" he said while rubbing your shoulder in attempt to comfort you, since you were both living as naavis, it meant you had no technonoly to solve this pain or any medicine

the only thing jake could do was lay by your side while rubbing your lower abdomen in attempt to sooth your pain, it worked for the least and you fell asleep in eachothers arms

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colonel miles quaritch

you were laying in your shared bedroom back in bridge head, quaritch was on a mission and should be back in a few hours, you just started your period and you werent having any of it, so you skipped a day of work inorder not to approach annoying colleagus that were just going to make you worse, you were in pain anyways, its a valid excuse to stay in your room for thr day

you were looking forward to seeing quaritch, hes the only person that doesnt annoy you, its gotten to the point where even lyle makes u mad when he spits out a single word (not saying hes not annoying)

the door to your shared bedroom clicked amd quaritch walked inside, your face lit up in joy and you spoke " someones back early " quaritch smiled whike locking the door

suddenly your happy expression turned into one of pain, quaritch gave you a concerned look "you okay, sweetheart?"

"y-yea just a cramp" you said while it looked like you were fighting for your life, quaritch walked over and said "you're on your period?" with a little smirk

"oh i know something that'll help with your cramps" you knew exactly what he was talking about, theres a study that shows that sex while on your period relieves cramps and pain, you hesitated at first but you decided to agree

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recom Lopez

you and lopez were out eating in the cafeteria, he knew you were on your period and he didnt want to bother yoy because he didnt want to be the reason your mood switches

you were both having a conversation about how you think lyle and quaritch have something between them, it was late so no one could hear you

this topic was pretty funny to you and lopez, but theres no doubt that its true

suddenly you stoo talking and you gain a angry look on your face

ofcourse lopez decided you guys have been down here for enough "we've been here long enough, we should probably get ourselves some sleep, we really need it" "yea lets go" you replied

you made your way up the stairs and threw yourself onto the bed, you started crying, you didnt know why

lopez heard your sniffles and layed down next to you, carrying you into his lap "whats wrong baby?" then he started blabbing cute spanish names, you didnt reply you just cried, he held you in his arms for what seemed like hours till the sobs finally stopped and you were sound asleep on his chest

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ill make a part two soon, itll include

lyle,mansk, ja ,prager

but for now youre stuck with this

would anyone like to see human jake sully x human reader?? idk i just find human jake attractive ash ngl

[stupidlytiredstudent]

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